I want to call you and say, “Hello, my love.”
But you are not my love
You never were my love
You will never be my love
You are not mine to have
What is it that I long for?
The sweet, succulent kiss of my savior?
Is it only a longing to be one with the Divine?
Sweet union with source
To sip the sweet nectar of divine being
That birthed me, that is me, that makes me up?
Why do I long for union with you, my love?
You, who reflects to me my shadow and my light
Your eyes gaze sweetly into mine
My lips swell in succulence
Oh! I care not if it is only possession that makes me want the rapture of your arms around me!
I want it! I do! I claim it!
Mine! My sweet love!!
How are you, my sweet love?
I want to lie in your embrace for the rest of my life
I want to die in the arms that hold me so sweetly
I want to gaze into your eyes forevermore until I see the sunrise of my soul
You, my love, invoke this in me!
You, my love, evoke this from me!
You, my love, splintered love, sliver yourself into me, under my skin and stay there!
Don’t whittle your way out!
I want you of me, in me, part of me, forever more my love!
That is what is true my love, you are my love, my name, sweet, soulful, divine, God!!